Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 391

Chapter 391: Fallout 2

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Chapter 391

~Snow’s POV~

When I reached my car, my hands shook so badly that I had to take a few deep breaths before I could even grip the wheel.

I felt hollow. Drained. It was like all the fight had been stripped from my body, leaving me raw and exposed.

I didn’t know where I was going—only that I had to go.

Somewhere. Anywhere.

Just away.

My phone vibrated in my lap, but I didn’t look at it because I didn’t have the strength to.

But then it buzzed again. And again.

With a sigh, I finally glanced down.

It was a message from Ella: "Hey, baby. Long time. I didn’t see you, and I had to leave the mansion for now. Ares is giving me space or time to figure things out. You’re not here, so I guess I have to do that on my own, too. Miss you."

After sending Ella my ’I miss you too’ message, I saw an older message from Snow and clicked on it.

It was about him apologising and telling me how much he loved me; it was killing him inside to not tstorm my father’s pack t get me. He wants to but he thinks it will make it worse and he is scared of doing so.

Just hearing him tear himself up made my heart ache.

If he was trying so hard, why didn’t he? Snow wasn’t one to listen to reason when it came to me.

I shook my head before I got any other ideas and got carried away. "Enjoy," I typed back. I stared at my phone for a long moment, my thumb hovering over the screen, before I finally locked it and set it aside.

A part of me wanted Snow to chase after me, to see the message and drive to me, to fight for me.

But he wouldn’t.

Not now.

Not after what had just happened.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, gripping the steering wheel tighter. There was nothing left to say, no more explanations to give. The truth was out, and now, we had to live with it.

I exhaled sharply, shaking my head as I put the car into gear and drove off.

For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t sure where I belonged anymore.

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~Richard’s POV~

It had been days now since I last saw Ella. She had taken her time, sorting through her thoughts, trying to find her answers. And while she did that, I had thrown myself into work.

Meetings. Pack duties. Strategy discussions.

But no matter what I did, the anger never left.

It simmered beneath the surface, boiling hotter with every passing day. I had always been patient, always in control, but now... now, it was like a storm waiting to break.

Kaid noticed it, of course. He always did.

Which was why we were here now, sitting in a private restaurant, away from prying eyes.

"Eat," Kaid said, pushing a plate toward me.

I scowled, barely glancing at it. "Not hungry."

Kaid arched a brow, his sharp gaze never leaving me. "You haven’t eaten properly in two days."

I huffed, leaning back in my seat. "I’ve had enough to function."

"Leave." His voice held the unmistakable weight of authority, slipping into Alpha mode through our mind-link. "You’re too on edge. Right now, you’re more likely to push her away than help."